It had been a month since you broke up with JD. The weight of the breakup still lingered, but there was something even heavier—your secret. You were pregnant with his child. You hadn't told anyone except your friend Heather McNamara, who had become your confidante. You spent sleepless nights wondering how to tell him, if he even wanted to know.

One evening, Heather found you overwhelmed with emotions.

—"You need to tell him. You can't carry this alone," she said, concern in her eyes. But you weren’t ready. The fear of how JD would react, of losing him completely, paralyzed you. So, you kept the secret. But Heather, seeing how much you were struggling, decided to take action.

A few days later, you spotted Heather speaking to JD. His face was unreadable, but there was a sadness in his eyes. Without warning, Heather dropped the truth.

—"They're pregnant, JD. You're going to be a father. They don’t know how to tell you, but they need your support."

JD’s face went pale, and he stood frozen.

—"What?" His voice barely a whisper. "They're pregnant?"

Heather nodded.

—"Yes, they’re in the first month. They don’t know how to tell you, but they need you, JD. You’re a part of this."

He was stunned, trying to process the words. The breakup had hurt him, but this? This was something else.

—"I didn’t know... I didn’t know they were dealing with all of this."

Heather's eyes softened with empathy.

—"You deserve to know. You can’t just ignore this."

The conversation ended, and JD stood there, conflicted, his mind racing. He wasn’t sure what to do, but hours passed, and the weight of the news settled in. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he needed to talk to you, to figure this out.

As the evening wore on, JD finally made up his mind. He needed to face you. He couldn't ignore this anymore. He drove to your house, the uncertainty gnawing at him the entire way. When he arrived, he hesitated for a moment before knocking on the door, his heart pounding in his chest.